Telling tales, of walking in wild places, of painting, of sleeping in warm places and of mice and other things....

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

A short but growing list.

Things Maurice taught us.

The elegance of the feline creature.
That it is possible to love unconditionally.

Always always always be sick in the cat basket on the way to the vet. If you can poo as well, all the better.
Between the eyes and a book is the best place to get attention.
Training humans to catch mice usually results in great excitement and shouting.
How to look upon furless humans with utter disdain.
Always make sure they know you are there before you jump into their arms.
Never eat the green wobbly bit.
Nothing on earth is as beautiful as a cat.
That the kitchen table is not the best place to do a wee.

The character of Maurice surely comprised some of the best and most memorable feline wisdom--by all means be sick in the cat carrier--but how about saving the poo for the moment of being lifted onto the vet's sterile table?It has seemed to me that some of our most inventively naughty cats have been most beloved--and missed.

The Three

When first we started there were four of us, all ginger, and Max. Time has passed. The ginger pride are ghost cats, appart from Elmo. Now the house holds Max, oldest, tabby farm cat, dark, usually found sleeping on a cushion, Elmo, last of the Gingers, beautiful handsome and wonderful who still walks to the high hill top. And now there is Baggage and Bundle, silver mischief in sharp clawed kitten form. The adventures continue.